Oliver Twist

the pony and betake himself instantly to Chertsey: from
which place he was to despatch, with all speed, a constable
and doctor.

'But won't you take one look at him, first, miss?' asked
Mr. Giles, with as much pride as if Oliver were some bird
of rare plumage, that he had skilfully brought down. 'Not
one little peep, miss?'

'Not now, for the world,' replied the young lady. 'Poor
fellow! Oh! treat him kindly, Giles, for my sake!'

The old servant looked up at the speaker, as she turned
away, with a glance as proud and admiring as if she had
been his own child. Then, bending over Oliver, he helped
to carry him up stairs, with the care and solicitude of a
woman.

CHAPTER XXIX Has an introductory account of the inmates of the house to
which Oliver resorted

IN a handsome room: though its furniture had rather the
air of old-fashioned comfort than of modern elegance:
there sat two ladies at a well-spread breakfast-table. Mr. Giles, dressed with scrupulous care in a full suit of black,
was in attendance upon them. He had taken his station
some half-way between the sideboard and the breakfast-
table; and, with his body drawn up to its full height, his
head thrown back, and inclined the merest trifle on one
side, his left leg advanced, and his right hand thrust into his
waistcoat, while his left hung down by his side, grasping a
waiter, looked like one who laboured under a very agreeable sense of his own merits and importance.

Of the two ladies, one was well advanced in years; but
the high-backed oaken chair in which she sat, was not more
upright than she. Dressed with the utmost nicety and

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